(GUITAR & DRUMS INTRO)
Welcome to the city, welcome to disaster
You see a pretty girl, but you`re walkin` right past her
You give it up, get it back, Turn around and ask her
She don`t talk back so you talk a little faster
Winkin` in a snapshot, wavin` like a bigshot
You`re feelin` pretty good `til you think you hear a gunshot
Another punk outta junk, Breakin` in a pawn shop
Cops yell freeze so you take another snapshot
Ah ... it`s New York
Ah ... it`s New York
I guess everything my daddy told me was right
When you`re in the Big Apple
Then you better learn to take a bite
(HARP SOLO)
I guess everything my daddy told me was right
When you`re in the Big Apple
Then you better learn to take a bite
Workin` in a hotel, workin for the housedick
You stop a little girl who`s pullin` in her own tricks
Talk awhile, get a smile, Make another sidekick
It won`t last long but it beats feelin` homesick
Jumpin` in a taxi, gotta see the band play
It`s on a little sidestreet, a little off of Broadway
You make a turn, then you learn, You`re goin` down the wrong way
The cabby wants a tip `cause he got you there the hard way
Ah ... it`s New York
Ah ... it`s New York
Ah ... it`s New York
Ah ... it`s New York
(GUITAR STUFF)
It`s New York
(GUITAR & HARP STUFF)
It`s New York
(GUITAR & HARP STUFF)